Wen Oga God angel won distroy Jerusalem, God kon shange en mind sey E nor go ponish di pipol again, so E tell di angel wey dey kill dem, “Make yu stop! E don do!” Dat time, di angel dey Araunah wey bi Jebus pesin farm.
Bikos of dis, God dey ready to pity for en pipol; E sidan for en throne and E dey ready to forgive una. True-true, God dey good and evribody wey get faith and dey wait am, go happy well-well.
God wey kreate heaven kon stresh am out, wey make di eart and evribody wey dey inside, di Pesin wey give life to di pipol wey dey di eart and spirit to doz wey dey waka inside sey,
So King Zedekaya promise mi for sekret sey, “I swear with God wey dey alive and wey give us life sey, I nor go kill or give yu to di men wey won kill yu.”
God sey, “Edom pipol don too sin, so I go ponish dem naw, bikos dem kill Israel pipol wey bi dia own brodas and dem nor sorry for dem at-all. Dem vex kill dem anyhow and dem nor dey taya.
E nor get anoda god like Yu; Yu dey forgive yor pipol wey survive. Yu nor dey vex forever, instead, Yu dey happy to show yor pipol yor love wey nor dey end.